Ludlow Junk Hustle Lyrics

anybody else with a head like yours
would come and pick me up at the liquor store.
and we'd go out east where i'd try to meet
anybody else with a head like yours.

gut rotting out, i get paranoid
gut rotting out, i get paranoid
of anybody else with a smile so slick.
our doctor up and split and we both got sick.
when i look behind, guess what i find?
several angry women holding bottles

gut rotting out, i get paranoid
of my gut rotting out, i get paranoid. anybody else with a head like yours
would come and pick me up.
and my gut's rotting out, gut's rotting out,
i get paranoid
of my gut rotting out, gut rotting out,
i get paranoid.

anybody else with a head like yours
anybody else with a head like yours
anybody else, anybody else,
anybody else with a head like yours

gut rotting out, i get paranoid
gut rotting out, i get paranoid.

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